Craving. Pizza. Must. Resist. See, I complain about being fat all the time and then what do I do … decide that I NEED PIZZA & BEER on a Friday night. Beer. Further proof that I am weak-willed. I told myself I was gonna stay off the sauce for a bit after last weekend’s little episode. But, then again, I got smashed on gin last weekend and beer isn’t exactly gin. Is it?

Should be a fun weekend here in the mountains regardless. I think the roomie, his woman and I are gonna bust out on some 1313 Deadend Drive this evening. Tomorrow PT and I will romp off into the wilds for some woodsie goodness. Southern Culture on the Skids plays at The Peel tomorrow night. Maybe I’ll go. Or maybe I need to go shop for a new fancy outfit ’cause Sunday is the Big Gay Gathering in Jackson County. I gotta “wow” the fellas. Mmmmm. Bleu Cheese Taters.